After a series of ferocious battles, the surroundings were a total wreck. Although many people had died, their bodies had been utterly destroyed by the Blood Soul Evil Array, leaving no remains. As a result, only a few corpses were scattered around. However, a large number of Space Rings, Spiritual Instrunts, and Magical Treasures were left behind.
Frankly speaking, Wang Xiu had slain monsters and collected loot quite a few tis before, but this ti was the most insane of all!
After all, the monsters this ti... were of a very high level!
Luo Binglan waved her hand grandly. Hundreds of Space Rings floated up from the ground, slowly converging in front of her. Her Divine Sense swept over them, and her eyes instantly brightened several degrees, like light bulbs.
Then she threw a punch.
CLATTER.
A flash of light pulsed across all the Space Rings, and the brands left by their original owners shattered one by one. Following that, all the items inside were drawn out, floating in mid-air.
In a flash, radiant treasure-light soared to the sky. A myriad of Magical Treasures, elixirs, and tools—colorful and countless—filled the air. There were enough Spirit Stones alone to form a small mountain. This was an unimaginable fortune.
The only thing that struck Wang Xiu as odd was that the wealth in the Space Ring of the Burial Fiend King, a Saint Manifestation stage powerhouse, was roughly the sa as the Yinshi Evil King’s! It was even less than what a few of the Hehuan Sect Elders possessed.
This Old Deng, is he really that incorruptible? That doesn’t seem right!
With a grand sweep of her hand, Luo Binglan stored all the items into a single Space Ring. After that, from the belongings of the Ghost King Sect’s Sect Master, she found a Soul Nurturing Bottle of the Superior Grade Spirit Weapon level. She stored all the Life Soul Essence Qi she had just intercepted inside it.
These souls had not been devoured by the Heavenly Demon. They were rely blood-sacrificed by the Formation, which caused them to harbor extre resentnt, putting them at risk of turning into Evil Spirits at any mont. Natural reincarnation was out of the question, and simply letting them loose was even more impossible. Such an enormous number of vengeful souls could, without exaggeration, slaughter several mortal towns in minutes!
The only option was deliverance!
With so many souls, once I get back... I’ll have my work cut out for ... Wang Xiu sighed inwardly.
Performing deliverance was a good deed. It could help those who had died at the hands of the Ghost King Sect find release, and it would also grant him considerable rit. But with such a large number of souls, how long would it take him to deliver them all by himself?
Of course, if my master Luo Binglan could help, it would definitely be much quicker. But given how well I know her, she would most likely return to lying stiffly in her coffin, resuming her previous state of dormancy. After all, even when lying in her coffin, her lifespan depletes much faster when she is awake and active compared to when she is in deep slumber. In short, I’ll need to call a few helpers.
...
After Luo Binglan had sorted everything, she shoved it all into Wang Xiu’s hands.
Wang Xiu was stunned for a mont, then beca overjoyed. "All for ? Master, you’re the best!"
The "Transforr" turned its head and glanced down at Wang Xiu. The originally white bulbs in its eyes turned red, emitting a dim, cold light. "You wish, cheeky brat! Maybe when I’m on my deathbed!"
Wang Xiu imdiately recoiled and said with a serious expression, "I was just joking, Master. Please don’t say such things. All this talk of death... it’s bad luck!"
The red glow in the Baiyu ch’s eyes faded slightly. It looked away from him and said, "I’ll have to go into seclusion as soon as I return. Spirit Turtle Peak will be in your hands. Deposit this money into the Divination Sect’s treasury for daily expenses. Also... I’ll give you a list. Keep an eye out for the elixirs and spirit herbs on it... If you co across any of them, you must acquire them!"
Luo Binglan was sowhat disappointed. She had thought that, no matter what, the Ghost King Sect had once been glorious. A starved cal is still bigger than a horse; they should have had so foundation left. It shouldn’t have been too difficult to find one or two life-extending wonders in the Ghost King Sect Master’s Space Ring.
But clearly, she had expected too much! Aside from that Holy Artifact, which was sowhat interesting and from which she could extract plenty of energy to repair her origin after it was shattered, the rest was... insipid! There was nothing but money and things that could only be exchanged for money!
Still, it was better than nothing. In the past, the Divination Sect was poor. She had almost no other options besides lying in her coffin, slowly waiting for death or for a fortunate opportunity to fall into her lap. Now that she had money, she could at least use it to trade for so heavenly materials and earthly treasures to extend her life.
Wang Xiu earnestly morized Luo Binglan’s words, then suddenly smiled and said, "Master, did you an just now that when you pass away, all your belongings will be mine?"
Luo Binglan did not respond. The Baiyu ch cocked its head slightly, as if in confusion.
Wang Xiu’s eyes lit up. "Does that include your coffin?" he asked, rubbing his hands together in anticipation.
Just kidding. That thing is a Transforr, after all!
As soon as the words left his mouth, the two bulbs on the "Transforr" turned a dangerous red with alarming speed. Its entire body flickered with a nacing light.
I’m done for! I took the joke too far!
Sensing trouble, Wang Xiu turned to flee. But before he could take a single step, the "Transforr" grabbed him by the back of the neck.
Luo Binglan’s cold laughter ca from behind him. "You want to get in? Simple. Let your master help you!"
Wang Xiu forced a smile. "Master, I was just joking..."
"We of the Divination Sect an what we say. Our words can determine fate and decide life and death!" Luo Binglan declared.
"Sob, sob... Master, I’m your disciple!"
"A disciple? Isn’t that even more thrilling?"
...
After a round of rough handling, Wang Xiu rubbed his sore backside. His eyes were filled with grievance as he carefully stored all the Space Rings. But as he felt the mountainous wealth within them, his mood instantly improved.
At this mont, his pockets were bulging. He walked with his back straighter than ever. True, not all of this money was his—he was rely its steward. But... he had never been this wealthy before!
The Sanqing Immortal Sect had been poor for years. And the Divination Sect? It was in a league of its own when it ca to poverty. They were all terrified of being poor! Wang Xiu hadn’t done a detailed count, but this haul of Spirit Stones alone was definitely in the eight figures! Ninety percent of it ca from the pockets of Ergence Stage experts like the Yinshi Evil King!
As for the Burial Fiend King’s share...
Let’s not even talk about it, what bad luck! Ptooey! Penniless ghost!
"Stop grinning like an idiot. This is just the appetizer!" The "Transforr" turned to face the entrance of the Ghost Immortal Blessed Land, its pair of bulbous eyes glowing green. "The real prize is over there!"
...
The stone altar had already been completely leveled. It had only been a seal set by the Yinshi Evil King himself; how could it possibly withstand the aftershocks of a battle between Saint-level experts?
At this mont, the space where the altar had been was slightly distorted, as if a transparent film was floating there. If you didn’t look carefully, you might think it was empty. This was a sign of the weak connection between the Blessed Land Secret Realm and the current dinsion. If no asures were taken to stabilize it, it wouldn’t take long for it to detach from this space and disappear back into the void. Finding it again then would be extrely difficult.
Luo Binglan, piloting the puppet, slowly walked to the edge of the Blessed Land’s passageway and said, "Stand behind , and don’t move!"
"Okay," Wang Xiu replied, quickly getting behind the puppet and hugging its waist.
Luo Binglan slowly extended the puppet’s hands, plunging them directly into the void before her.
CRACK.
The void shattered. With brutally unreasonable force, the puppet’s arms thrust into the void, seizing sothing unseen. Then, it yanked outwards!
BOOM!
The void trembled like the surface of water struck by a falling stone. Massive ripples spread out in all directions. Wherever they passed, mountains shifted and collapsed with a deafening roar. Trees and grass were either snapped in half or torn into motes of light by the twisting space.
A running antelope was caught by a ripple and was instantly decapitated. The next ripple sliced its head into a dozen pieces, the cuts as smooth as a mirror and completely bloodless. Even as its body was dismbered, its limbs continued to run, moving farther and farther away from its torso.
This was not the result of Divine Skills, but a natural reaction caused by the violent distortion of the void. Only Wang Xiu, hiding behind Luo Binglan, remained completely unhard.
...
Soon, following Luo Binglan’s actions, the fading entrance to the Blessed Land beca increasingly distinct. Wang Xiu could clearly see scenes flashing within the vortex: mountains, plains, rivers, living creatures, and lush vegetation! There were so many spirits, as well as countless heavenly materials and earthly treasures he had never even heard of!
When the ti was right, the puppet’s figure suddenly shot up, growing to a colossal height of several hundred yards. With a great exertion of strength, it forcefully ripped the Blessed Land Secret Realm from the void and hoisted it overhead.
Wang Xiu was utterly dumbfounded.
My Master is just too incredible! This is a Blessed Land! It contains an entire small world. What is its weight? And Luo Binglan just heaved it onto her shoulder. Is she planning to carry it all the way back to the Immortal Sect like this? Wouldn’t that be too conspicuous?
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